The First Christmas

The First Christmas

The first Christmas was long ago and we are toldThat out in the field the shepherds did hearSinging from the angels that were near.“Hark”, said the angels from the sky so clear“A babe, a king, has been born in a manager near.”The shepherds ran as fast as they were ableTo that very small stable.They saw the babe sleeping thereSo precious, and so fair.They heard his mother, Mary, softly singTo welcome her son, the new born King.The shepherds told all they were ableOf the precious babe born in the stable.We celebrate Christmas but once a year.Which is full of laughter and good cheerThanks to our Lord and Savior who was born in that stable so dear.So let us not forget the love that was sharedAnd tell all, just as the shepherds did, of the birth of our Lord who cares.